You, rather reluctantly shake his hand. He is dressed in a white dress shirt and khakis. His hair is long and blonde. He notices you visibly freaking out. And connects it to the whole squadmate thing. "Welcome to the squad. I know that this is a lot to take in in what I assume is a very short amount of time, but don't worry. The whole squad thing is the norm around here. After all, we are under a military base. Anyhow, let's get you introduced to the rest of the group." He indicates the big guy in the room. That is Ivan Novikov. He comes straight from Russia and has very broken English. The guy looks directly at you and waves. He is wearing a blue long sleeve shirt. His hair is short and brown.Da. Is me. Welcome to party, comrade.
"Next up is Gregory. He doesn't really say anything much that is relevant in this time.
"M'lady." He's a dapper lad with a tophat and monocle. He begins fiddling with his handlebar mustache, which is impressive for a fourteen or fifteen year old to have.
"Don't touch my knives. You'll be fine.", says a black clad goth. She flicks out one of her knives. A butterfly knife. Then she flicks it back in.
That's Valeri. Just don't touch anything belonging to her without proper reasons and we'll see a great friendship.
The short blonde walks up. Her right arm is covered in scars and burns.And, I'm Lauren. The sorta leader of this ragtag group. Nice to meet you. Despite your obvious bewilderment at her robotic limb, you give your hand to shake. She accepts it graciously. You sit down and play poker the rest of the day away with the group.
Around noon the next day, you are called down to the labs. They hook you up to a machine and take some readings. They let you go. Usrey explains that the whole lab is dedicated to combat science and that you will be fighting later on.
((I am sorry, but, I am certain you don't really want a whole month or so of training for me to write out.))
You begin physical training a week later.
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